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deadmothsketches · 1 year
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Ichimatsu in an apron making cat themed treats. 
You can thank @thebardisabird for this.
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herebecritters · 5 months
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First of all, let me start by saying, Geshtu is absolutely, completely, and irrevocably insane.
Of the three, he is the least sane. Now this isn’t me saying “HAHA HES COOKOO HAHA WOW WHAT A MANIAC” No it’s not like that at all. You see, the thing about Geshtu is that he doesn’t seem “insane” at all, in fact, compared to Nergal and Dumuzi he comes across as perfectly put together.
The thing about Geshtu is that he is completely convinced by his own delusions. And he has convinced himself so fully of these delusions that he has not only sold them to himself but also to others. The voices he hears, to him, are completely real. He believes so wholeheartedly that he is a vessel for Theias voice that he puts on this complete and divine demeanor. He seems more sane than the others because he carries himself that way.
Dumuzi knows she has problems and she hides from them. Nergal definitely knows he has some screws loose but he embraces it. Geshtu, meanwhile, instead of pushing down his insanity like Dumuzi or embracing it like Nergal, he strides side by side with his.
Now let’s go back to the late Cretaceous where Geshtu grew up. Small groups of family camps were common throughout the Mesozoic, even moreso than villages such as where Cro, Dumuzi, and Nergal were raised. These groups would travel to trade with other family camps, exchanging information, intermingling, ect. But afterwards they’d return to their own family burrow to live their lives. They were foragers and hunters. Geshtus family in particular specialized in fishing and insect hunting.
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Geshtu was still Geshtu. He was always a little more quiet and methodical than his other siblings, traits he’s kept with him.
So I’ve mentioned on the backstory posts before how most mammals during the Mesozoic lived nocturnally for their own safety. The large reptilian predators at the time were mostly diurnal so there was less risk of being ripped apart and eaten at night. But there are always exceptions.
One night, as the family was waking to begin their evening routines, there was a scratching above the burrow. And then the ceiling fell through.
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A pack of stenonychosaurus, a species of Troodontid, had dug their way into the burrow. They had been invaded. The Stenonychosaurus pack flooded into the burrow and made short work of maiming and devouring the entire family.
Geshtu got hurt, not horribly but enough to cause him to fall and become temporarily disoriented. He would be next if he did not find a place to hide. As he frantically looked around, he noticed a beam of moonlight breaking through the torn overhead of his families burrow. The light washed over a bundle of rocks and debris that had fallen from the ceiling and there was a small gap between them. Small enough for him to fit.
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While the troodons were preoccupied with their current meals, Geshtu managed to crawl over to the small opening and discreetly push himself inside it undetected. And he hid there, unable to do anything but watch and wait as his family was torn apart in front of him.
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Eventually the troodons finished feeding, were filled, and left. Not much was left behind, save for a few bodies still intact. Geshtu cautiously creeped out of his hiding spot after the coast was clear and went to check on what bodies he could, hoping to find survivors. He found one body that seemed fairly intact, he dragged it out of the pile of death and tried to lift it up into a sitting position. It fell back over with a heavy thud. Blood was everywhere, his tail dragged in it, it coated his hands. No one but him was left alive among the wreckage.
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Realizing the hopelessness of his endeavor he backed up against the burrow wall. He covered his eyes with his hands, hoping that by not being able to see the wreckage anymore, it would disappear. Maybe when he removed his hands it would have turned out to all be a nightmare. But when he did, everything was still as it had been.
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The moonlight shone down on him from the burrows exit. Its guidance had saved him from the slaughter, so he decided to follow it again. He limped out of the burrow into the open night and made his way to the family creek that sat just outside to wash the blood off his hands. It was then that he caught his reflection in the water. The blood from his hands had marked his face and he could see it now. And, reflected above his head in the water, he saw the moon. Full and bright and comforting. He took this as a sign that the moon had marked him, and he was reborn under it. So he ceased washing it away, stood up, stared at the moon, and began to follow it.
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And so Geshtu walked. And walked. And walked. Staring up at the moon the entire time. He needed to understand. He needed to know why this happened and why it had saved him. He walked for a long time. And when the moon dipped below the atmosphere and the sun rose, he’d slink into whatever shelter he could find to rest. But when the moon arose again, he’d come out, and continue his pilgrimage, always staring directly at the moon, resulting in him moonblinking himself.
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The more he walked, the more the pain faded. He grew more at peace the longer he walked and stared. Like the moon herself was taking away all the hurt for him. His circumstance began to feel less like a tragedy and more like fate. Eventually, he could hear her singing. First just a light humming, but eventually he began to hear words along with it. Crisp and clear and ringing throughout him. She spoke her name, Theia.
He walked for a very long time. Probably a few years. Just him and the moon. He traveled far, restaining his markings whenever he had the opportunity. He was born in blood and would be forever stained by it. On his journey, he’d occasionally run into passerby’s and other burrows, but these meetings were short and fleeting.
One night though, the moon led him into a small village. And when Geshtu entered, he knew he heard Theia say, “Here.”
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At first the villagers were unsure of him but helping other mammals traveling through was not unheard of for him. And Geshtu looked rough. He was a strange foreign vagabond with even stranger markings. But he showed them no hostility and they took him in and fed him. He was quiet but otherwise was grateful and polite.
Eventually he started murmuring prophesies to the people there. Little ones like “theia says the ridge to the west has the best seed gatherings” or “Theia warns not to go near the badlands on this night, there’s something malicious there…” and, by complete chance, almost all of these ended up true.
So now people were convinced that he really could hear the moon speaking to him and that the Theia was their friend. She was looking out for the little creatures of the night, who lived hiding in fear of the monsters of the daylight. And so Geshtu became trusted as the Villages Shaman, sent by Theia herself. He was the one people went to for divine advice
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And that’s how he found his place there. He was convinced that his family HAD to die for this greater purpose. It was all supposed to happen. He was meant to come here and he was meant to save these people. The voices guide him to protect these creatures of the night, he is simply an agent of Theia. He believes wholeheartedly in everything Theia tells him. And…they say if you believe something hard enough the energy can manifest itself into reality. And so they eventually would. He, Dumuzi, and Nergal would eventually will themselves into godhood and bring forth a horror unlike any other.
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wexlertheworld · 9 months
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if i think too hard about how simmons decided she wanted to go into the sciences because of all the time she spent looking at the stars and how she used the stars to give fitz a sign that she was still alive and he crossed the universe for her and how in multiple timelines they raised their daughter among the stars and how they named their daughter after her favorite star that brought her to him and my brain starts looking like this. but like for hours on end.
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rogue205 · 8 months
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Looking at Heartstopper, Red White and Royal Blue and lastly Young Royals… did anyone notice that the protagonist couples are almost exact duplicates of each other? In looks I mean.
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Two exceptions are that Alex doesn’t necessarily have a curly ‘fro like the other two do and Henry has blond hair as opposed to red(ish). (Likely bc they’re on Amazon. 🤷‍♀️ Otherwise Henry would have the same darker hair as the others and Alex’s hair would be way more curly if Netflix got them)
Is this apparently the only way one can depict a same sex couple these days? 🤔
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lvndrlondonfog · 2 months
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FIRST CHAPTER POSTED FOR THE BEGINNING OF AN INEFFABLE FANFIC!
"Aziraphale had been sitting on his thoughts for weeks; directly communicating was never really their style. Though, this had been sitting on his mind for much longer than he’d really cared to admit. Really, it had all started after their stunt in Edinburgh- Crowley had disappeared for quite a while after, and Aziraphale hadn’t thought much of it. Don’t get him wrong; Aziraphale had certainly missed Crowley (even if he wouldn’t directly admit it,) but they could go centuries without passing by each other and it wouldn’t be exactly out of the blue. The idea that something may’ve been wrong hadn’t even occurred to Aziraphale; at least not before Crowley had shown back up at his doorstep, exactly 100 years after their last meeting. He looked like he had gone through Hell, and Aziraphale suspected that he actually had."
Crowley disappears for a while after their stunt in Edinburgh, and shows back up after a bit more than a rough century or so. Aziraphale wants to help get the demon back to his usual self, but he just needs to figure out how...
I'm going to try and update this weekly(?) or so, but if that doesn't happen don't be shocked, we'll see how long it takes for me to finish another chapter, wahoo!
If you're interested, you can read it here:
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legobiwan · 5 months
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I think what makes Super Paper Mario stand out from many of the other plot-based Mario games is the motivation of the villains. (And no, I have not played all of them, but I'm familiar enough with the major titles to take a leap with this idea here).
You can write a laundry list of bad guys who have wanted to take over the world: Smithy and his gang want to reforge it (literally) in their image. The Shadow Queen wants to rule over a dark, new reality. Cackletta wants the Beanstar to fulfill her crazed wishes of destruction and power. Antasma wants command through the Dream World. Princess Shroob wants, and maybe even needs, to a degree, to siphon off the life force of the Toads in an interesting twist on an alien species' resource issues. In fact, one of the few antagonists we encounter who is not 100% fueled by power-lust is King Boo, who walks a tighrope between a pedestrian desire to rule reality via ghost army and a need to exact revenge, a tightrope he eventually falls off of decidedly in the direction of bloodthirsty vengeance directed specifically at Luigi. (He built, bought, or at least took over a whole-ass, multi-level hotel for this express purpose, not only luring Luigi into this trap, but roping his brother, his friend, and some random Toad acquaintances into the whole ordeal, as well - which is categorically insane and the topic of another rant for another day).
But Count Bleck doesn't want power for power's sake. He merely wants to use the Chaos Heart to end reality. There's no throne he covets, no crown he searches for - he desires only utter annihilation of everything, including himself. It's such a nihilistic goal and is so striking in comparison to the other enemies we encounter in and around the Mushroom Kingdom. Even Dimentio, whose initial plan was to seize power and reshape the world in his own corrupted image - even Dimentio chooses this final destruction over the promise of false power in the end.
How do you fight against someone who seeks death as their ultimate goal? It's such a depressing and fascinating concept in a Mario game, of all things, and is one of the reasons I personally see SPM as a kind of climax to the events of many of the preceding games, including SM: RPG and Thousand Year Door, which you can see as the "prequels," as it were, to SPM, if you look at these games as existing along a timeline that began with the creation of the Pixls and the Tribe of Ancients and ends with Bleck and Dimentio's defeat at the threshold of apocalypse.
Anyway, I'm starting to come up with some lore ideas that would possibly tie these three games together in a slight AU where the Bleck gang would show up in 7 Stars and Geno's role is extended past the restoration of the Star Road.
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mrsmiagreer · 5 months
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Guys!! Ima do it!!
I’m gonna write that thing i was supposed to write
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hazethestrange · 1 year
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Bunnies!
Decided to draw some pink haired links! Why? Idk, was on a sudden pink high. I find it so interesting how red is a prominent colour gfjdhdjdh. The AUs in which they are from are listed below! From left to right: D
Hazy Horizons
@heroesspirit
@linked-maze
@linkeduniverse
Forth Goddess
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nomlin · 5 months
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Leftovers ❤ (Minors DNI)
Dilf of 7: Has anyone seen Han recently? He's been ignoring my calls and texts.
Cat Mom: You should give him a minute to catch his breath.
Dilf of 7: ???
Changbean: Uhmm what--
Cat Mom: Would anyone be interested in some leftovers?
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Please don't steal, trace or repost my art or I'll cry >:(
Please don't question how this came to fruition, I myself don't know lol.
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cinewhore · 7 months
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I love that Gene refers to being in the bathroom for a long time as “sitting through the credits”
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nothiingmore · 9 months
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Came back from my "retirement" to say that pilot Dib would be an incel. Send tweet
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▸ I'm glad that more recent Tumblr Sexymen are getting made into plushies :)
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▸ Also hi, I know I haven't posted in a bit. But here's a shitpost!
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wormswurld · 1 month
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wow guys she’s so weird and unnerving i hope she doesn’t predict an entire families demise, gets kidnapped and kept in said families basement, and violently (sexily) gnaws off her own flesh to prove a point (?) 🤗
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thekpotterhead · 1 year
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A bit of comfort
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It kind of makes me sad seeing how many people don't like Tyler or call him a monster.
I get that he did shitty things as the Hyde, and of course there's the matter of what he did to Xavier's mural, but I don't think he was really evil. The real monster was Thornhill and everything she put him through. That being said, it would leave lasting scars for sure.
Now, imagine Tyler having to deal with that trauma plus the fact that everyone would now hate him or at least wouldn't trust him because of the murders. The only thing he really had going for him was his job at the Weathervane during the series. I can imagine that he would lose that after everything as well. That would leave Tyler literally at his lowest. Now, imagine this, it's outreach day, maybe Xavier's senior year. He's working on a new mural, and he notices Tyler sitting somewhere alone, maybe just on one of the bleachers. Everyone's ignoring him, both normies and outcast because
"That's the monster. That's the person who massacred a crap ton of people all those years ago."
All they know him as is the hyde. Xavier is watching as Tyler goes and tries to talk to Wednesday who is setting up her cello only to get the cold shoulder. Tyler is desperate since he knows that she knows the truth, but try as he might, he still gets ignored and told,
"Go away or I'll make you wish you'd never came over here."
By the girl that he had once loved. Tyler walks away, dejected. Xavier follows him whether out of curiosity or worry (he can't even tell which). He sees Tyler break down once he thinks he's alone, maybe in the woods somewhere. This doesn't look like a monster or a killer, no, the person in front of him looks like a scared, broken, and lost boy. Despite himself, Xavier reaches out a hand and rests it on Tyler's shoulder.
"Are you okay?"
Those words just make Tyler cry harder. He doesn't know what to say, whether he should lie or if he should spill his guts to the boy who should by all means hate him. To his shock, Xavier sits by his side and wraps his arms around him, just hugging him as tightly as he can manage. Xavier doesn't get an answer, but he doesn't need one. He just let's Tyler cry into his shoulder for as long as he needs.
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alectoperdita · 4 months
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what would kaiba and jou's go to anime would be?
In the manga, Jou talks about building plamo kits, so I can see him liking mecha animes with the Gundam series being the most obvious. I can see him enjoying the off-the-wall'ness of G Gundam. But he probably digs gritty stuff like Getter Robo too. For more recent entries, Gurren Lagann and Eureka Seven are also up his alley. I also think Jou would be into a lot of shonen action animes.
Kaiba is secretly isekai trash. Kidding! Maybe? He probably watches the genre to pick it apart but some part of him still enjoys it. Or he's surprised by the genuinely novel ideas in the genre, even if they're a bit goofy. Otherwise, I want to say he's a fan of Berserk??? I don't know why, but that just kinda feels right to me?
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willwood-lyrics · 8 months
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